Don'T Be Shy..No One Has Seen. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

i had to see the first comment left here to see satire. the word did not come to me, but i knew you COULDN'T be sincere about what you wrote...i mean it isn't to be taken at face value. i think that's what i mean! i rarely if ever write using the fancy techniques of satire, simile, metaphor, etc. that my high school english teacher tried to get me informed about and maybe even interested in. his efforts fell on fairly deaf ears. thanks for sharing. :) p.s. I thought a lot of indians stay in india to serve me in america as my customer service telephone contacts etc. and others pick through the garbage piles of discarded american cell phones etc. to salvage gold. so you see? your country is going to keep some of its people at home! ! ! ! thanks for sharing.

simple words, but so powerful and meaningful Brilliant..! ! !

The last line hits the nail on its head. More children meant more earning in old times. It seems to come back in a different way. Beautiful poem coming from your pen.

a satire with a powerful message for a nation of migrants! this way there would be little of our own culture left